I know when something speaks to me because it feels meaningful.
It's when I really feel like a child.
It's when I really feel like a mother.
It's when a thought insists on sticking in my mind.
It's when a beautiful thing makes me stop.
It's when I learn something in a flash.
It's when sharing is too sincere for a family blog.
It's when writing clears my mind and makes a jumble of thoughts into distinct and sequential insights.
It's probably many other things. I hope to find what they are as I write them here for safekeeping.
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